Friality

I feel so fragile, I might possibly break, in a moment
I feel it necessary, for my health, my admission, should be sent

All is wrong and nothing comes right
I struggle, but breathe. Peace should be mine, yes, in my sight

My mind, it does churn the past and today
I seek rest from this place in every way

I wrestle with my present, its all a little strained
My quest for soft pleasure. My memories, my, do they reign

Nothing is working, I have tried many of things
I will continue, the long haul to restfulness and the calm it brings

I am not at peace, with my spirit, it fails to deliver,my sanctuary for peace
My desire, to conquer this challenging and forceful beast

You must understand my battle is a despairing place
But my battle cannot fail. I need assistance from Gods loving grace